Mitchell Sheridan
l 16 l single l hockey l #30 l






fucking sickest song in the world



Can't be touched
Can't be stopped
Can't be moved
Can't be rocked
Can't be shook
We hot
When will you niggaz learn

Came to get crunk
Came to bring life
Came to get it started
Came to get it right
Turn down the music
Turn up my mics
When will you niggaz learn

[Magic]
I mean what I speak
I do as I say
I hustle, I grind
Don't get in my way
I'm pimping my hoes
I'm jacking my foes
I spit at the police and duck my P.O.'s
I ain't going to court
You can call a judge
Tell him kiss my ass
Cause I ain't gonna budge
And I ain't going back to lock up
You trying to glock pop up
I ain't going back to court
And I'm never gonna stop the puffing
Not for nothing
The block they need me
The streets they need me
The club scene nigga
Is mine believe me
You don't believe me

[Hook]

[Trouble]
Open your hearts for me
Look what I got for you
You in the presence of greatness
I'll make it hot for you
Pass the rock to me

Block and I'll run with it
Here for the game
And all the pussy that come with it
So full of focus
Insistent on keeping it going
The Franchise, I exist in a league of my own
Expect attention unfamiliar with being ignored
The truths back, Katies locking and closing the door
Brick wall in the road
I won't move
The King
I'm like Roy in the ring
I can't lose
Show the face of what compares to mine
You wanna war
Mother f**ker I ain't hard to find
Now holla back, nigga

[Hook]

[Roy]
I move when my heart say move
Fierce like a lion
Got nothing to prove
Stubborn as a hot damn mule
God in my corner
Nigga can't lose
Trying to take me out my hot damn shoes
See how quick I jump up and give you bitches the blues
They gonna see you on the hot damn news
And that ain't even nothing
Linking me to the crime
Not a print, not a hot damn clue
Beating these niggaz down
Is what I came to do
And I ain't playing bout a hot damn rule
Shaking you niggaz down
If you ain't paying your dues
We passing up yo block and ohh
My screws are loose
Don't call my hands
Cause you gonna make me act a hot damn fool
Dead discussion, you will not win
Cause I will not lose










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The 18 Hockey Commandments
1. Thou shalt not have no other sports before thee.
2. Thou shalt take the name of the Lord Scotty Bowman, in vain (without fear of getting benched, scratched, or traded).
3. Thou shalt not throw the puck blindly up the middle.
4. Thou shalt not shoot pucks at the goalie's groin during warm-ups.
5. Thou shalt not covet thy team mates wife (unless thou art Mike comrie).
6. Thou shalt honor thy blue line and thy crease.
7. Thou shalt not enter the nuetral zone with thy head down
8. Thou shalt not throw sticks (unless thou wants to hurt thyself or see the rest of thy game from thy locker room).
9. Thou shalt not bear false witness against they video replay official.
10. Thou shalt not steal the puck from Chris Pronger (without getting thy wrist whacked).
11. Thou shalt not take stupid penalties in the third period.
12. Thou shalt not move thy team to North Carolina.
13. Thou shalt not make racial slurs against thine enemies, or thou shalt be suspended. However, thou canst punch thine enemies in the face and chastise them verily.
14. Thou shalt not root for the maple leafs or you shalt go to the place of eternal wailing and gnashing of teeth.
15. Thou shalt not talk on thy cell phone during a game.
16. Thou shalt take thy man and not thy puck.
17. Thou shalt not lust after bimbos on the Jumbo Tron unless thy bimbos have very large breasts.
18. Thou shalt not pick a fight with Tie Domi or Georges LaRaque


10 reasons to date a hockey player

1.they always wear protection
2.they have great hands
3.there used to scoring
4.they have great stamina
5.they find the opening and get it in
6.they never miss the target
7.they know how to use their wood
8.they have long sticks
9.they no when to play rough
10. they can go for 60 minutes, and, if neccessary, 20 more

pistons # 30

the cockiest, dirtiest, most irresponsible group of athletes in the world. Will do anything just to be able to tell his teammates a great story in the dressing room. Live the dream until they are 35 then realize they never made it. Ladies love us, guys want to be us, we are the soul of the universe. You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...you're world is absolutely perfect for the next couple hours. Here's to saves, faceoffs, goals, assists, overtime, shootouts, GWG's, new kicks, beauty chirps, showers with the boys, hockey hair, rookie parties, under-aged drinking, living on the road, cold rinks, early mornings, roadies on the bus, broken knuckles, missing teeth, breakaways, beauty ginos, going top cheese, countless hours of practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men, end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs, dropping the mits, feeling the glory, fans, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of Hockey. Why? Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We skate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the ice, because one save one amazing glove save, leg save, helmet save, what ever it takes to stop a puck and keep the boys in it rattling of the boards once you make that save the fans cheering, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our accomplishment. Why? Why would someone push themselves so hard the uneducated pussies always ask? HOUSE LEAGUE, A, AA, AAA, Jungle B, Junior A, CHL, US COLLEGE, PRO ... It's never been for the fucking money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame." The Boys " play because we fucking love it!